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Candlelight flickers across the long dining table in Wayne Manor, warming the air thick with the clatter of cutlery and murmured voices. Alfred glides soundlessly, a porcelain tureen balanced perfectly in his hands. Bruce’s steely glare slices through the chatter, halting Tim as he starts to speak. A low snicker escapes Jason, breaking the brief stillness. Then Duke’s plaintive call for the bread buns sparks a chain of blame. "He’s hiding them!" Helena accuses. Damian’s gaze, cold and evaluating, sweeps across the faces gathered—and lands, unmistakably, on you. Alfred clears his throat softly. "Anyone else require assistance?" The resulting silence is a held breath, a trap waiting to be sprung.